does anybody recall the bowling green pub
up holloway head , oppersite the old greyhound cider scrumpie house
it was a vey little small pub
the old piano was always playing and belting out tunes
any time of day the pub openend at ten in the morning then
always packed with characters of all discriptions
bounders and scroungers and old lags in there prime
if you waked in there on a friday saturday nighht with a suit on
and they heard the front brass latch on the door on your exit coming in
people would turn there heds towards the doorand seen you looking smart
they thought you was the old police force, from the old ladywood nick or the lane ,[steel house lane] and the old joe anna would stop for a moment
then if they reconised you they would start playing again
across at the old cider house ,which was only an side entry alley
after afew yards in the enrtry on your right hand of you
you would confront atwo tear stable door
and you would wait in a line to get to be served by the gaffer
and he would asked you what you wanted
dry , or sweet , 1penny for the rought and 2 penny for the good stuff , ie sweet , and by golly you would come staggering back out of that entry
when you omly had apint of that stuff it was pure
I,ve seen many amen pull up in there cars for the pint and stubble back down the entry , there was only one table available in the back yard
for people to sit down at , otherwise you would walk back to the street
with your pint of roughand listen to the old joe anna belting out the old songs of yesteryear
by the time the late fifties arrived and the very early sixties arrived the beatnicks arrived [ students] started to creep in and take over the place
each week there would be more coming and you couldn,t get in
because the back yard could,nt take many in it
they would sit there all night with a glass of the rough and be smoking pot
as time went on they built the sack of pototes pub ,
and lord and behold they took over that and ruined that place
by the hundreds they would sit there all night with apint and a joint
and you could not get a seat ,
up holloway head , oppersite the old greyhound cider scrumpie house
it was a vey little small pub
the old piano was always playing and belting out tunes
any time of day the pub openend at ten in the morning then
always packed with characters of all discriptions
bounders and scroungers and old lags in there prime
if you waked in there on a friday saturday nighht with a suit on
and they heard the front brass latch on the door on your exit coming in
people would turn there heds towards the doorand seen you looking smart
they thought you was the old police force, from the old ladywood nick or the lane ,[steel house lane] and the old joe anna would stop for a moment
then if they reconised you they would start playing again
across at the old cider house ,which was only an side entry alley
after afew yards in the enrtry on your right hand of you
you would confront atwo tear stable door
and you would wait in a line to get to be served by the gaffer
and he would asked you what you wanted
dry , or sweet , 1penny for the rought and 2 penny for the good stuff , ie sweet , and by golly you would come staggering back out of that entry
when you omly had apint of that stuff it was pure
I,ve seen many amen pull up in there cars for the pint and stubble back down the entry , there was only one table available in the back yard
for people to sit down at , otherwise you would walk back to the street
with your pint of roughand listen to the old joe anna belting out the old songs of yesteryear
by the time the late fifties arrived and the very early sixties arrived the beatnicks arrived [ students] started to creep in and take over the place
each week there would be more coming and you couldn,t get in
because the back yard could,nt take many in it
they would sit there all night with a glass of the rough and be smoking pot
as time went on they built the sack of pototes pub ,
and lord and behold they took over that and ruined that place
by the hundreds they would sit there all night with apint and a joint
and you could not get a seat ,
